Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 3 a.m., artist - Eminem.
Date of issue: 31.12.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
3 a.m. |
Ohh ohhh |
Oh (yea) oh (yea) oh (yea) |
Ohh ohhh |
Ohhh |
Oh (yea) oh (yea) oh (yea) |
Ohh ohh |
Oohh |
Oh (yea) oh (yea) oh (yea) oh (yea)oh (yea) |
Ohh |
Woahh |
There is no escaping (yo)(yooo) |
There’s no place to hide (yooo)(yooo) |
Yes please someone save me (yo)(yooo) |
But they don’t pave no mind (yooo) (yooo) |
(Good night) |
Good bye |
Your walkin down a horror corridor |
It’s almost 4 in the mornin |
And your in a |
Nightmare |
It’s HORRIBLE |
Right there’s the coroner |
Waitin for you |
To turn the corner |
So he can corner ya |
Your a goner |
He’s ona ya |
Out the corner of his cornea |
He just saw you run |
All you want is to rest |
Cause you can’t run anymore |
Your done |
All he wants is to kill you in front of an audience |
While everybody |
Is watchin in the party applauding it |
Here I sit while I’m caught up in deep thought again |
Contemplading my next plot again |
Swallowin the Klonopin |
While I’m noddin |
In and out on the autumn and |
If the ramada inn |
Holdin onto the pill bottle then |
Lick my finger and swirl it round the bottom |
And make sure I got all of it |
Wake up naked at mcdonalds |
With |
Blood all over me |
Dead bodies |
Behind the counter |
SHIT |
Guess I must of just blacked out again |
NOT AGAIN |
It’s 3 a. |
m in the mornin |
Put my key in the door and |
Bodies layin all of the floor and |
I don’t remember how they got there but |
I guess I must of killed em |
Killed em |
I said |
It’s 3 am in the mornin |
Put my key in the door and |
Bodies layin all of the floor and |
I don’t remember how they got there but |
I guess I must of killed em |
Killed em |
Sitting nude in my living room |
It’s almost noon |
I wonder what’s on the tube |
Maybe they’ll show some boobs |
Surfing every channel |
Until I find hannah montana |
Then I reach for the aloe and lanalin |
Bust all over the wall panel and dismantlin |
Every candle on top of the fire place |
Mantalin |
Grab my flannel and my bandana then |
Kiss the naked manakin man again |
You can see him standin in my |
Front window |
If you look in |
I’m just a hooligan |
Who’s use to usin hallicinogens |
Causin illusions again |
Brain contusions again |
Cutting and bruising the skin |
Raise the scissors and pins |
Jesus when does it end |
Phases that I go through |
Dazed and I’m so confused |
Days that I don’t know who |
Gave these molecules too |
Me what am I gone do |
Had the prodical son |
The diabolical one |
Very methodical |
I slaughtered them |
It’s 3 a. |
m in the mornin |
Put my key in the door and |
Bodies layin all of the floor and |
I don’t remember how they got there but |
I guess I must of killed em |
Killed em |
I said |
It’s 3 am in the mornin |
Put my key in the door and |
Bodies layin all of the floor and |
I don’t remember how they got there but |
I guess I must of killed em |
Killed em |
She puts the lotion in the bucket |
He puts the lotion on the skin |
Or else it gets the hose again |
She puts the lotion in the bucket |
He puts the lotion on the skin |
Or else it gets the hose again |
I duck and I slash slice and gash |
Last night was a blast |
I can’t quite remember when I |
Had that much fun |
Off a half pint of the jack |
My last vic and a half |
A flashlight |
Up kim kardashians a*s |
I remember the first time |
I dismembered a family member |
December I think it was |
I was having drinks with my cuz |
And I wrapped him |
In christmas lights |
Pushed him into the stinkin tub |
Cut him up into pieces |
Then just when I went to drink his |
Blood I thought I outta drink this bath water |
That outta be fun |
That’s when my days of serial murder man slaughter begun |
The sight of blood excites me |
That might be an artery son |
Your blood curdling screams |
Just don’t seem to bother me none |
It’s 3 am |
And here I come |
So you should probably run |
A secret passage way around here |
Man there’s got to be one |
Oh no there’s probably none |
He can scream all that he wants |
Top of his lungs |
It aint no stoppin me from choppin him up (up) |
Cause it’s 3 a. |
m in the mornin |
Put my key in the door and |
Bodies layin all of the floor and |
I don’t remember how they got there but |
I guess I must of killed em |
Killed em |
I said |
It’s 3 am in the mornin |
Put my key in the door and |
Bodies layin all of the floor and |
I don’t remember how they got there but |
I guess I must of killed em |
Killed em |
Yooo (yoooo) |
A yoooo (a yoooo) |
Yooo (yoooo) |
A yoooo (a yoooo) |
Yooo (yoooo) |
A yoooo (a yoooo) |
Yooo (yoooo) |
A yoooo (a yoooo) |